NEW FF- Mahsoos. THREAD 1 - Page 21

Amazing!i've already fallen in luv with the concept!really soo much looking forward to the next part!

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So geet agreed for her family for this marriage.. She doesn't know the truth..i don't know whats gonna happen..

omg awesome she agree wow now main story begin 

Lovely Update
Cont Soon
Thanks 4 The PM

Hi Keyama...Congrats on teh new FF! all da best! Thanks 4 da pm n double updates-read dem nw! well written! Interesting story! So Maan is blind! Maaneet getting married ! Update soon

waiting for geet reaction on maan's blindness

"I hard your marriage is fixed. We are going around my new sister in laws house soon with all the cloths and jewelry."

"I care the least. I am still rather confused why she have agreed to merry a blind man."

"that's because she is a nice girl in heart. Why do you take everything negatively?"

"I don't. Everything is so negative about this wedding. I felt like I am about to ruin a girls life."

"this is not at all true. She is a beautiful girl, and we promise you she will keep you happy."

"wish I know the word beautiful!"

Dev keeps quit. He have spoken to one of the biggest eye doctor in the world in UK... try after try, yet no result. Nothing at all. "I am sure one day you will see the light" he smiled sadly... "and anyway, there are nothing great to see. It's selfish. The world is very selfish. Nothing special. Sometime I wish I was blind."
Maan slaps dev tight across the face. This man always have surprised him, how he exactly knew where his face would be and how perfectly it encountered with his cheek. "don't you ever talk like that."
"big brother is always a big brother" dev smiled.

The evening dinner table felt with tease and ear pulling of one another. Whole family, maan, anny, dev, avantika, grandma, along with many cousins of maan sat across the 30 chair table. It was feast and mostly everyone came around to help with the wedding preparation.

"maan, eat little more, you will be very bored later on and flowed by 5 days. We won't let you do anything."
One of maan aunty teased. Everyone was so exited, rather over welled with the fact geet have accepted the marriage.
"this geet avantika, I tell you she will only bring happiness!"
Maan ignored there talk. Acted like a defe that he can't here.
"don't ignore us maan" another aunty teased. "we know. How sharp is your hearing."
"I think I had enough of this dinner," maan eventually spat out. He pushed the chair back with a loud noise, stood up and made his way towards the room that laid next to the stair.
"I have her phone number, would you like to call?" aunty shouts across over the hall way. Every one started to giggle. Avantika nodes her head negatively, trying to be understanding towards her son, but it all fell in vain.w3q

3 days after...

"do you think he would like pink or blue?"
She pulls her leg up, hanging up in mid air while her body relaxed on the bed.
"blue, men loves blue." anjali told geet...
"blue it is..."

She have scanned over Internet, asking all her male mates what does men likes, even in some extent her grandpa. But most of the time he gave example of old boring things which she rather not do. It would never impress a modern men like maan.

"have you brought any lingers?" anjali opens her big mouth again,

"chi chi babaji, no! No. I don't were those types of cloths. They are for tatty people. Not maan. In photo he looks so mature and understanding."

"and handsome!" anjali distracts. "he is buff, seems like he works out. Oh go geet." she came and hoped on her bed, pulling geet up. Smiling mischievously.

"for your kind information, he happens to be my future husband, not yours. I would expect some respect for your brother in law" she finished her words in rather respectable manner. Claiming maan, even they have not seen one another.

"jealooouuusss!" anjali laughed, while charging a pillow towards her face.

The leg came as a hard blow on anjalis but. annoyance clearly visible with temptation to murder someone. She frustratingly rests her palm against the door, stopping it before it slides shut. Her foot kicked the soft light brown carpet like it's some sort of heavy material to be kicked towards anjali.
"stay there. Don't you dare come in to my room. My husband, my life what els can you expect me to be? A dreamer like you. It's geet Handa sweetie. I make my dreams." she twitches her eye brow up. A small smile sliding on her cheek with a victory.
"I was only joking..." anajali made a baby face. Rubbing her bum with a sorry face to let her in the room otherwise everyone in the house will force her to work and help on preparation.
"you deserve to be out there. Working. Talking about my husband like that. Let me tell you. I am the future mrs khurana." she smiled mischievously.

Geet only hard about dev khurana from there family along with there dad, John khurana, international business man. Although mr John khurana and mrs avantika khurana no longer live together, it's still a famous family. Mrs avantika khurana have came from a royal background. Understanding and loving with exception. There family is countlessly big. Every aspect about them is so special and loving yet so reserved. What media does not do to bring there truth out to the world, the secret yet no one ever managed to publish a single page.
Geet have been staying way from home for her education matter, in boarding school, she always used to here allot about there family from her dad and mother but never actually met personally. Geets mother always have mentioned it's an Horner to be a bride of there family. & she was all up to explore everything.

"why are you not getting married to dev?" anjali questioned as geet eventually let's her in.
"mama and papa have chose maan, and anyway I think he is far better looking then that dev and he is about to be my brother in law. Would you like to stop talking nonsense!"
"sorry, I was wondering as it ..."

There lips becomes Sealed as rano walks in with geets jewlary & cloths...

"maan would like to talk to you. I know I shouldn't let all this happening but he is such a gentle man, I could not refuge. Very persuasive I would suggest."






Edited by FIRESafiReFIRE - 12 years ago

me first 👏
nice part
maan is really a gental man
don't want to ruin anyonlife
geet is also a girl with dreams in her eyes
what will happen when reallity appears in font of her
waiting for next one
Edited by pritm - 12 years ago

wonder what will happen Edited by -memorable- - 12 years ago